1. |
Jigsaw
05:11
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Oh I am headed for
The open door
Into my own source
Reborn
All in we elevate
And I'll breathe energy
A dawn of a new day
Relay
[Oh we fly
To the shores
And we rise
To the north
Where the sand bottoms roll
We number powerful]
Oh I am headed towards
The old roads
We wander evermore
Remold
For where the heron flies
Our soul divides
Oh we're the same kind
Alive
Devine we'll all be, tonight
[Chorus]
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2. |
il Brutto
04:11
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Down in the city with a couple of rays
Well I was a running heavy on the double days
She saw me standing waiting for my pay
Blood in her eyes, she took her prey
She was out for the money, down for the cause, all for the minerals hanging on my walls
And soon enough it was a slippery slope and rolled and it rolled and it rolled
[They talk about me baby
Like something ain't right
Cuz I'm one damn day in mark of your arsenal]
Well you're on the level?
You say you're alright?
I say you're one day dead in your heart and your eyes of gold
They say the sound of you checking your clothes are all same of the sound of the soul,
Rolling to the day when she tossed me away
Heart like a sickle in a devilish game
I'm a grown man falling for a child's play
All the chutes and ladders calling to my name
I was yours
You we're mine, or so I'd come to find that my mind was blinded
Broken like a bottle with a puddle of booze, it went down into the earth, ended up killing the roots, oh no
[Chorus]
Hail before the arsenal
Power of the avalanche
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3. |
Worlds Apart
06:22
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All alone in the world, I will try and forgive it
I'm running low, and shattered skies form your image
I believe, I believe, there's an evil in your eyes
You've gone white
Your words don't sound right
I believe, I will leave, on the evening you reply, "I don't know you"
[Home, is it lonely on your own
I'll endure your selfish side
But if you pull at the ties
Then I don't know you]
Home, is it lonely on your own
I'll endure your selfish side
But if you can't see the signs
Then I don't know you
I believe, I believe you're the reason without rhyme
In short I
Just can't feel alright
I believe, I will leave, at the turning of the tides, when I don't know you
[Chorus]
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4. |
No Turning Back
05:46
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One look the path you finally found it fell away
Autumn energy
Echo following
Under the pass you sign a seal to sail away
Amma delegates
Order elevates
So say, you ought, To find, A way yeah
Embody where you are
An alley with a soul
A body where the pulse
Grows
An alley where the arts
Embody with the soul
A valley where the heart
Shows
Eyes on a river
Ready to run away out
Your eyes underwater
All is on is off
[Somewhere oh you're beautiful
And you're ready for
Some kind of unusual
So let it go]
Wander the path illogical, inebriated
Scattered symmetry
Or theology?
So say you ought to find a way out
Embodying the art
Of following the flow
The sovereignty will start
Slow
Tides on a rhythm
Steady to ride a wave out
Your eyes underwater
All is on is off
[Chorus]
(Somewhere oh you'll be)
(On an ivory coast)
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5. |
Path of Fire
06:23
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Eyes on the Shore San Francisco, California
San Francisco/Oakland quintet Eyes on the Shore is comprised of Cory Tauber, Kayhan Golkar, Antrom Kury, Kevin McCann & Erik
Huang.
The music is a blend of guitars, drums, washed out effects, harmonies, and electronic beats. Dipping into psychedelic rock, chill wave, and tropical grooves, the band's sonic signature has a floating, ethereal feel.
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